It is very sharp to keep the annoying guys inside, and to be clean, and then isolate and monitor them.

Wu Kai, a member of the research and treatment team of the Sleep Disorders Department, told Li Bai that for several days, Chen Sheng was as weak as a defeated rooster and listless as a listless person.

I used to be very good at doing things and liked to flatter, but now I am lazy and unhappy even saying a few nice words.

Although the fruits and snacks I usually share with you are not out of range, the brand level and quantity can be seen as perfunctory. They are no longer exquisite packaging, but cheap goods weighed by pounds, and the portions are not large.

Chen Sheng even ran much less between other departments on the fifth floor. Sometimes he could even see his face gloomy as if cursing something.

Li Bai laughed silently. It turned out that he could not hide two taels of spice oil in his dog's belly. Once he failed, his true colors were revealed immediately.

It's really disappointing to have only such a little progress.

But he could imagine that Chen Sheng would not be willing to be content with his own self-discipline in the research and treatment team.

The other party probably won’t really have any interest in the hereditary psychosis of the Samos family, and will only think about getting back the previous scene.

The entanglement between Chen Sheng and Li Bai is more than just a few verbal battles.

The attending physician's quota competition was fought for, and he was transferred out of the psychiatric department in shame, causing his sister-in-law to lose her position as the director of the psychiatric department and go to the idle department to retire.

Then, even the Seventh People's Hospital of Huxi City could not stay, so he had to switch jobs to Huxi City First People's Hospital.

I originally wanted to be unable to afford to offend, but can't I still afford to hide?!

Never expected it.

I really can't hide!

Li Bai, who was so terrifying, actually chased him to the First People's Hospital for a rotation.

The murder was just a slightest move. Who would have to bear it? Chen Sheng's mentality collapsed on the spot.

Finally, Chen Hansan came back. Chen Sheng secretly vowed to take back all the things he had lost.

How could it be possible to stop making peace with Li when nothing happened before?

He is not a bad guy, why?!

As Li Bai expected, even though he could not lose a lot of rice, Chen Sheng, who was very depressed and lost, did not make trouble anymore. Therefore, for a period of time, he would be honest (watch an opportunity to act).

But if the dog can't change his shit, this guy will eventually cause trouble.

This was originally a process of two parties' game.

If Chen Sheng takes action, Li Bai will definitely take action again in a targeted manner. Whoever has the better means, is more concealed, and is more unpredictable, will be more likely to gain the upper hand.

Whether the newly-selected Group A or B of the research and treatment team are Li Bai's home court, so he is not in a hurry at all.

As long as Chen Sheng dares to hand over the handle, Li Bai will definitely make the other party "get what he wants" like this time again.

A little expert in digging holes, killing or burying is the tradition of the old Li family. The key is that some people don’t know!-

On Christmas Eve, the suburbs of Paris, France.

In the second half of the year, a prison with a high-walled power grid and was heavily guarded was announced by the Paris Municipal Government to cease operations. Within a month, the prison guards and prisoners were cleared and transferred. Then, the whole thing changed hands, leaving behind an empty high-walled cell and a mess.

The government recovered a sum of funds and reduced spending, which not only could use the money for other stretched places, but also won widespread praise from citizens.

This is a specialty of the Kingdom of Our Lady, with Notre Dame as its basis.

Uh-huh!

To express gratitude to Our Lady, Notre Dame Cathedral was burned (ji-tian)...ps: April 15, Water Song Festival!

The new owner of the suburban prison is now the Mole Institute, sponsored by the Lieheral Consortium.

After two months of simple decoration, it was finally put back into use before Christmas.

But this time, it is no longer used to detain prisoners, but as a new experimental site for the Mole Institute.

The Mole Institute, located in the 10th district of Paris, is not suitable for certain experiments with large movements and scenes, so it is transferred here specifically.

"Mr. Chairman, please get off!"

Pingping and Nian Nian female secretary Ailly got out of the car first, quickly walked around to the other side, opened the door, and guided Demville, chairman of the Lieheral Consortium, to get out of the car.

This is her rice owner, so she naturally has to be careful to serve and please.

"Thank you, Aili, you're very beautiful today."

After getting off the car, Demville frivolously pinched the young female secretary's chin.

Tender and smooth, and feels very good.

Romantic French people never mind, they have something to do, but they have nothing to do. After all, they play games, friendship is the first and competition is the second.

If there are no ten or eight French people, they are not qualified to be called French.

"Thanks!"

Ailey Lanya de Fuva, who was also a French nobleman, smiled reservedly.

"Boss, please go in as soon as possible."

A one-eyed man with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist came down from the passenger seat. His left eye was pressed against a black eye mask, but his only right eye was looking around with great vigilance, and he refused to relax for a moment.

There were also a dozen black and white men wearing suits and burly figures. They got off the car from the front and back and surrounded Demville and secretary Ailey. They either leaned into their arms with their right hand or reached into the lantern behind their waists, and could faintly see the outline of the gun.

Once you are bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years.

Since the last attack, Demville has strengthened his security and defended his side and hired the most experienced bodyguard team to be responsible for his safety.

This time, when we came to the suburbs of Paris, we were also very cautious, and even the vehicles were specially purchased bulletproof models, which were enough to withstand the close-range fierce shooting of small-caliber light weapons.

Bodyguards surrounded Demville and the secretary quickly walked into the experimental field transformed from the prison, and immediately a staff member led the way.

The thick high walls and high-voltage power grid on the periphery of the prison are still preserved. After entering the interior, you can see that the thick and sturdy fences and cages have not been completely removed and can be seen everywhere.

"Dear, why are these things still retained?"

Seeing the cold isolation fences, the female secretary couldn't help but feel a little scared when she remembered the vicious prisoners who had been imprisoned here.

"Baby, this is for the sake of experimentation. Today we have the opportunity to see something unprecedented."

Chairman Demville's Lushan's claws touched the female secretary's waist down...

The bodyguards surrounded him looked around without squinting, trying to find possible threats.

However, the entire experimental site was not empty, and many facilities and equipment were still in use. The convoy carrying Chairman Demville fell into the sight of internal security personnel as soon as it approached the experimental site.

The female secretary Aisha was a little scared to see it.

Such an armed force may not have been treated like this before by prisoners detained here.

Not to mention the detainee, even the elephant is more than enough. Who can withstand the brutal baptism of the 12.7mm caliber warhead?

Where the prisoners were originally released, if the barriers were tight, large-caliber heavy machine guns were installed at all corners, and armed security guards carrying grenade launchers were also equipped.

On the central clearing, there is a rectangle covered with thick canvas, which is large enough to be stuffed into a 12-seat minibus.

A middle-aged man in his forties in military uniform and two non-commissioned officers were standing on the high platform, looking at the open space where the rectangular meter was located.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he suddenly turned around, his eyes flashed over Dr. Moller who was leading the way in front of him, landed on Chairman Demville and his group, and then took it back and said, "Dr. Moller, this should be Mr. Chairman Demville, right?"

"Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Abel, I am Demville de Carollin."

Demville, who had a big belly, took two steps at a time, went up to meet him, shook hands with the other party.

Lieutenant Colonel Abel asked in confusion: "Carolin family?"

"Yes, it's the Carolin family, but my rank has not inherited the title, and all I have is a surname."

Demville did not show off his noble blood, even if he was a poor son.

No matter how down and outdated the poor family is, they are also clans. They have power, power and status, and are not short of money. They are far from comparable to ordinary people.

The working class is generally believed in society as a poor family, and that is showing off!

"When will it start, to be honest, my time is tight."

Lieutenant Colonel Abel did not deliberately please him, but instead went straight to the topic.

Demville looked directly at Dr. Moller on the side.

"Of course it's right away, now, it's OK at any time." Dr. Moller scratched his scalp, and countless snowflakes fell from his fingers.

Don't expect these scientists to be able to take care of their appearance at any time. Sometimes they are busy with research and forget everything.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's start!"

Demville nodded to Dr. Moller.

"Okay! This is the beginning!"

Dr. Moller danced and took out a walkie-talkie and said loudly: "Hey! All units should be careful, first-level alert, listen to my orders and start the opening!"

A harsh alarm sounded immediately in the modified experimental site.

"Three, two, one! Open our gift!"

Dr. Moller cheered.

The thick canvas covering the rectangle was pulled by a rope and pulled down, revealing a huge cage.

"O my God!"

After seeing the things in the cage, Demville's female secretary Elsa covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"What the hell is this?"

Lieutenant Colonel Abel widened his eyes at the first time, and the two young non-commissioned officers who followed him were also stunned.

"The latest product of our Lieher consortium, no, should be a probabilistic experimental product. You see, it's great, isn't it? This is the best gift for Christmas."

Dr. Moller stretched out his hand to the giant cage and showed off proudly.
Chapter completed!